Each mystery

Each mystery is a shroud
intangible as the skys' clouds
The stars in heavens wake
my souls' imagination takes
Each word that Jesus produces
my heart and mind seduces
Each question in my mouth
I hear him distantly shout
Each mystery that stings
will not let me win
and then Jesus' help I must seek
to grant me sweet release
For the Saviour reigns and rules
the fevered imagination to cool
The amber veil
the life that prevails
Never to fail
the believing and needing to believe
The blessed and wretched to receive
The All in All
the rise and fall
and the rise ascended again
The Shepherd and good Friend.

Love the object of your loathing

Love the object of your loathing

and comes a better time for you both.

Stillness in times of bother

loosen the fetters of roth.

Something good this way comes

from your secret love.

Make hay while the sun still shines.

The sun shines as long as God sees it in his mind.

Avoid pain

Avoid pain

and avoid causing pain

Glory in the sunlight and shelter in the rain

Give with your heart

try to remember how it was at the start

The mystery of eternity

a finite universe stretching into the infinities

The infinities of God

The grass grows from the sod

Each plant of grass

are the people of the past

Each tree and flower

grow by Gods' grace and power

Upon the sea

Upon the sea where souls are lost
Time is wasted and pity tossed
Silver gulls in the red moonlight
Love is more than a pretty sight
Mermaids beguile and seduce
Tension builds and is then let lose
Golden rainbows of the Lords' devising
None may know him by devining
Past awash and future present
Keep the faith and never relent
from moral goodness is heaven sent

In the morning, in the light

This was spoken to me from God

In the morning, in the light
I will be your song

In the darkness, in the night
I will be your warmth

In the trial, in the fight
I will be your shield

I am just a leaf

I am just a leaf
coloured by my own beliefs
from God what I receive
gives me colour

I live on a tree
tended by stingless bees
I work happily
with all the others

Sometimes beautiful birds rest
by my side God bless
the coloured and the plain are no less
we all are brothers

God resides in us and we in him
If we let Jesus in
He comes to us when we try to swim
or sink into the nothingness